This is a song about "Hours"

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

24 hours just isn't enough,you just may press your luck

Reggie hammond, i got 48 hours to spit sixteens,

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

Reggie hammond, 48 hours to get the triple beam,

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

Everynight we talked over the phone seconds turned to minutes, minutes into hours,

When our final hours die down, to fend

Hold your applause until the ceremony end

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

I, summon unholy powers in the darkest of hours

You think in my darkest hours

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Has-beens and never-will-be, ringtone rappers

Those seconds are precious like hours